daughter Qian'er

I haven't thought about my childhood for a long time, but when I'm idle, memories of the past always inexplicably surface in my mind. I think the first woman's body everyone saw was their mother.
I remember as a child, I insisted on bathing with my mother every day. Back then, I didn't have any dirty thoughts; the reason I wanted to bathe with my mother was simply because I was afraid of being alone. It was quiet at night, and we lived in a remote area. I had heard many ghost stories, so I always accompanied my mother to the bath.
My mother was a simple and ordinary woman; I rarely saw her dressed up. Even her underwear was always the same style, a pure white, and the most elaborate style had only a little lace. The reason
I have such a deep impression of my mother's body is probably because I was still bathing with her until I was in the first year of junior high school. That was the year my family moved to a big city, and I grew up and became more self-aware enough to feel embarrassed to bathe with my mother.
However, now I find myself trying hard to recall my mother's naked appearance, and I feel ashamed. As people grow up, their mentality, thoughts, and values change drastically.
My mother was quite petite, and of course, I am much taller than her now. But back then, I always looked up at her. Her skin was sun-reddish yellow, and even now I can still feel the sensation of a roasted persimmon. The
dimly lit, cramped bathroom was filled with wisps of steam, which peeked out through a small crack in the window. My mother would always squat down and scoop hot water from the tub to pour over herself. That scene remains vivid in my mind to this day.
With a "whoosh!", the hot water slid down her body, splashing loudly on the floor. I watched as her rosy breasts were covered in water droplets. My mother's breasts weren't large, even a little sagging, but the grape-like nipples on her large, brown areolas were always erect.
Actually, my mother maintained a very good figure; her waist was so slender that you couldn't tell she was a petite woman who had given birth to four children.
The tuft of black pubic hair below my mother's abdomen was always something I was curious about when I was a child. After all, my own penis was completely bald, and my mother's anatomy was different from mine. Even though I roughly understood the differences between men and women back then, I was still deeply curious about my mother
's dark pubic hair. The mons pubis was covered by a triangular tuft of black pubic hair, and the hot water made the thick, curly pubic hair stick straight up. I always remember staring intently at my mother's fluffy tuft of black pubic hair, which had been soaked by the water and was now just a small tuft.
As the hot water dripped from that small tuft of pubic hair onto the floor, I also saw a strong jet of yellow water shooting from my mother's genitals onto the ground. "Hiss..." I watched quietly as the yellow liquid formed on the floor, but with another wave of strong hot water, the yellow liquid that had finally coalesced gradually dispersed and disappeared.
Many things didn't resonate with me much when I was just a child. But looking back now, the feeling is completely different. The first person to openly urinate in front of me was my mother.
Although I later had affairs with different women, I only considered urinating as a way to add spice to the relationship. It was something I couldn't have imagined back then. Suddenly, I was jolted awake by a cry of "Daddy!"
"Qian'er, what's wrong?"
I asked, my daughter hugging my neck with tenderness, watching her small face rub against my back, her adorable appearance warming my heart.
"Daddy, I want to take a bath!"
"Hehe...okay. Qian'er, you go first, I'll tidy up the living room and come over."
"Hehe...hurry up!"
Qian'er's soft little mouth lightly touched my cheek, and she sang happily like a little fairy as she left.
"Sigh..." I didn't know whether I should be happy or sad; my daughter's clinginess to me was increasing day by day.
Since Qian'er was born, I've mostly taken care of her alone, attending to her every need from eating and drinking to toileting and sleeping. I'm practically a stay-at-home dad.
My dear wife, Qianning, seems less emotionally invested in our daughter. Work comes first; I might be number one in her heart, but Qian'er is definitely number three. She prioritizes work above all else, always putting our daughter before her. Perhaps she trusts me to take good care of her.
"Daddy, what are you thinking about?"
"Hehe, I was wondering if Qian'er's bottom is clean."
"Oh, I washed it very carefully."
"Really? Let Daddy check."
Qian'er obediently bent down and spread her little bottom, revealing her cute little anus. Her pink anus was opening wide, letting her daddy see clearly that her soapy anus had been thoroughly washed. Seeing Qian'er's expectant look as she turned to look at me, it seemed she was saying, "I didn't lie to you, did I?" When I ran my middle finger across Qian'er's anus, she closed her eyes but gave me a strange yet pleased look.
No way, but I've seen that familiar expression many times before; I usually call it being in heat. But seeing my daughter with that expression in front of me really startled me.
I deliberately slapped Qian'er's little bottom hard with my left hand and said, "Okay, Daddy saw it. You're very clean. Stand up, I'll wipe your back." "
Oh..." Qian'er seemed dissatisfied as she agreed, stood up, turned around and looked at me hesitantly, saying, "Daddy... you didn't even insert your finger to check, how do you know it's clean? You used to do it!"
Hehe... my little girl has grown up, and is gradually experiencing physical pleasure.
"Qian'er, just insert your finger yourself and show me."
"Okay, okay."
I could tell from Qian'er's voice that she wasn't very satisfied. But she couldn't refuse her father's wishes, so her middle finger slowly inserted into her anus in front of me, then quickly withdrew. Actually, it's quite strange; seeing your daughter insert her little finger into her anus in front of you is really exciting.
"Well... Daddy, look."
Her middle finger, covered in soap suds, proved that the inside of her anus had indeed been thoroughly washed.
"Alright. Turn your back, Daddy will wash you."
"Mmm."
My daughter's smooth shoulders and back had skin even more delicate and white than my wife's. She was truly a child; her entire body was tender and smooth.
Although I had touched my daughter's body countless times, I still couldn't resist.
From her first words and steps to now, when she would fawn over me and try to please me, seeing my daughter grow day by day felt incredibly rewarding. Her breasts were gradually developing, and a few fine hairs had grown on her tender vulva, all revealing that she was growing up.
Perhaps I should have a proper talk with my daughter, after all, boys and girls are different.
"Daddy! Let me wash you."
"Mmm."
I replied casually, because I was still thinking about how to explain the differences between women and men to my daughter. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to leave the question to her mother, Qianning, to explain.
However, it felt quite comfortable to have my body gently wiped by my daughter's little hands.
Qian'er squatted in front of me, her little hands covered in soap, and began to wash my droopy penis. Her fingers traced the sensitive area of my glans, and my little brother immediately swelled up angrily. Qian'er rubbed my penis harder with both hands, as if trying to peel off the skin.
I don't know what's wrong with this little girl today, rubbing my penis so hard.
"Qian'er, be gentle."
"Mmm."
My daughter seemed to give up rubbing my penis and instead started playing with my testicles. Qian'er's little hands rubbed and rubbed my testicles until they were almost bursting.
"Ah... Qian'er, be gentle, you're almost crushing Daddy's balls."
"Hmm."
I don't know if it was my imagination, but Qian'er seemed a little strange, her eyes sparkling with desire for something. My daughter is good at everything. She's just very stubborn, with the same temperament as her mother, very headstrong, and she'll never give up until she gets what she wants. After all, I'm her daddy, and I know what she's thinking from her little gestures.
It seems my little princess wants something this time?
Qian'er picked up the showerhead and rinsed me clean. Seeing Qian'er silently washing her body, I didn't say anything and finished rinsing my daughter as well. Then I dried Qian'er's body with a towel.
Qian'er looked up, her eyes fixed on me, and whispered, "Daddy, I want this."
I looked in the direction Qian'er was pointing, and it was my big penis.
My penis had been washed by Qian'er's little hands and was still erect, and the glans was gradually overflowing with lubricant, making it shiny.
However, when my daughter asked for my big, meaty penis, I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Qian'er, this is Daddy's thing."
"Um, no, I want to try it with my mouth."
Hearing my daughter say this without batting an eye, I was startled and hurriedly asked, "Qian'er, do you know what you mean?"
Seeing my serious expression, my daughter timidly said, "Um, I know, I saw Mommy eating yours. It looks delicious, so I want to try it too." Then she said in a coquettish voice, "Please, Daddy."
"Ah!" I was shocked.
At this moment, I didn't know what to say. So she saw me with Qianning... But what should I do now? I can't possibly eat my daughter, can I? If this were said by another girl, I would have devoured her without hesitation.
But... but now, my head really hurts. Looking at my daughter's expectant expression, I really have no idea how my little princess will react if I say no, but I think she probably won't be able to face it.
Okay, I gritted my teeth and made up my mind. Anyway, my daughter is always curious and always looking for something new. Maybe she won't find it fun today and will forget about it soon. I finally convinced myself with this flimsy excuse.
"Hmm... it's okay, but you can't tell Mommy!"
I didn't want Qianning to know. If she told me how I was teaching my child, I'd be skinned alive.
"Hmm, this is a secret between Daddy and me. Let's pinky swear."
And so, the first step in teaching my daughter about sex began.
We didn't go out to the bathroom; we taught her right there. I sat on the bathtub so my daughter could squat directly in front of my penis. Qian'er moved my penis as usual while taking a bath, but this time, she hesitated whether to put it in her mouth.
Qian'er looked up and asked for my opinion.
I smiled and said, "Qian'er, lick the glans with your tongue first." I pointed to the purplish-black, egg-shaped glans on my penis, letting my daughter learn the term. Qian'er
nodded, her slightly pouting lips extending her tender red tongue, the tip of which lightly touched the glans.
Wow, I couldn't help but think to myself, "Awesome!" Just from the feel, I knew Qian'er's mouth was incredibly smooth. My eyes couldn't help but encourage and praise Qian'er. Qian'er seemed to be savoring the taste; it probably wasn't too bad. My daughter also opened her eyes to look at me, seeing my encouragement. Qian'er smiled slightly at me and said, "Daddy, the taste isn't too strange. It's just..." Just
what? Right now, I felt like I was being graded, worried that my daughter wouldn't like it, so I marked what I considered excellent as poor.
"Slurp slurp!" My daughter seemed to be reinforcing my confidence, her tongue licking the delicious food. The exaggerated sound made me blush.
My daughter looked at me with big, bright eyes, her tongue moving against my penis while also paying attention to my expression. This little girl is really amazing! Even more talented than her mother. She observed my feelings on her first lick.
I suppressed my great urge and said, "Qian'er, stop, stop." I used both hands to block the nimble little tongue's licking.
My daughter looked at me, puzzled. I said, "That's enough, that's enough. If you keep licking, your daddy, the big bad wolf, won't be able to resist eating you, Little Red Riding Hood."
Although Qian'er didn't understand what I meant, she found it amusing and kept giggling. She happily asked, "Daddy, did Qian'er do it well?"
Hearing Qian'er's childish voice asking if it was comfortable, I almost couldn't help but ejaculate.
I patted Qian'er's soft, long hair and slowly said, "It was extremely comfortable. Qian'er did a great job."
Qian'er's little hands continued to touch my penis, still wanting more, and said, "Then why did Daddy tell me to stop? I want to lick Daddy's glans."
I couldn't help but smile at Qian'er's amusing words, but deep down I was tempted. Every explicit word Qian'er uttered was making me incredibly hard, yet she said it so naturally. If I didn't stop Qian'er, it seemed like an incestuous incident was really going to happen!
After some gentle persuasion, Qian'er finally accepted my "best" suggestion. Tomorrow I'll continue researching Daddy's penis. I'll spare Daddy's little brother.
However, with my daughter's unseen help, my good wife Qianning was also fucked non-stop that night, constantly yelling that her little sister wanted to go on strike. She complained about what aphrodisiac I took, or whether I was seeing some pretty woman and going to her to relieve my lust.
Heh... Can I say that?
That my own daughter made her husband's brain go haywire?
But, it's funny, I thought my daughter's initial curiosity was just childish play, but I never expected...
"Daddy! You're spacing out again." My daughter's cute and innocent face suddenly came close to mine, and I could even smell the alluring fragrance of a grown girl. She exhaled sweetly: "Be careful you don't get Alzheimer's."
"Haha..." I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It felt like a dream. That stubborn little child had suddenly grown into a graceful young woman. Every move she made seemed to tell her father, "Daddy, I'm all grown up now. I can leave this house." I had a strange illusion that my daughter's fair, lotus-root-like arms were waving lightly, fluttering like angel wings, slowly moving further and further away from me. Her charming smile, like a bubble… gradually disappeared…
"Little Shanshan, go find Daddy for a hug."
In the morning, my dear wife, Qianning, fed us, father and son, with her swollen breasts. Qianning, radiating maternal warmth, finally got dressed for work after my playful teasing.
Honestly, looking at Qianning's shy, womanly appearance, I really couldn't bear to let her leave home even a step. But for a workaholic like her, getting her to agree to have a second child was already the biggest concession.
Qianning handed the baby to me, then bent down to pinch little Shanshan's chubby cheeks and kissed me.
"Honey, I send breast milk to Xiaoshanshan every day via express delivery. Remember to pick it up in the morning."
It seems the baby's mother won't be seen for several weeks again.
In recent years, thanks to my daughter's unintentional curiosity, Qianning has become my nightly victim. If it weren't for my persistent questioning, my son might not have even been born yet. For Qianning, whose time is her workday, lying at home with nothing to do during this pregnancy has really made her depressed for quite a while.
"Honey, take good care of Qian'er and Xiaoshanshan, I'll call you when I get to Los Angeles."
Haha… (bitter laugh).
Taking care of her? It should be my precious daughter taking care of me.
Qian'er, now a high school student, is a well-known beauty at school. I wasn't really aware of this. Although I, as her father, am quite close to my exceptionally independent daughter, I rarely talk to her about the trivial matters that happen at school.
The girls' high school she attends is quite famous in the city. Usually, after school, the gate is crowded with boys picking up their girlfriends or protective parents.
This day, my daughter's transportation broke down, so naturally, I came to her school gate in the evening. It felt like a long time since I'd done this. I remember when Qian'er was little, she would always carry a red backpack, wear a cute school uniform, and run towards me with rosy cheeks.
"Wei-di, you said there's a really beautiful girl here. Who is it?"
I stood in the shade of a tree to the left of the school's main entrance, a spot with a clear view of all the students leaving school. Several high school students in white shirts and black pants stood next to me.
Heh, looks like some young punks coming to this girls' school to see the pretty girls. However, they were really quite diligent…
That boys' school, if I remember correctly, is at least in the northern part of the city, dozens of miles away.
A few kids were pointing and commenting on a group of female students walking out of the school gate, criticizing things like "that one's legs are too thick," "that one's too fat," "that one's eyes are too small," etc., as if they were judges of a beauty pageant.
"Ha…" I couldn't help but chuckle; youth is truly
wonderful. "Dazhi, it's her, the beauty I was talking about."
"Where? Where?…"
These boys chattered amongst themselves, as if missing her would be a major regret in life.
I quickly followed the direction of those rubbing dogs, staring intently. Who doesn't love to look at beautiful women, especially vibrant girls brimming with youthful energy? Having spent years navigating the social world, I've seen my fair share of stunning, mature beauties, but... compared to the innocent charm of young girls, they all fall short. They might be beautiful, but they lack that innocence... that special quality unique to adolescence.
"So beautiful..."
several boys exclaimed in unison. The moment I saw her, I almost blurted it out too...
but wait, isn't that Qian'er?
"Daddy...!"
A light, alluring voice—who else could it be but Qian'er?
Under the envious gazes of the boys around me, the beautiful girl they spoke of rushed forward and hugged me tightly.
Although the girl in my arms was so familiar, my feelings at that moment were vastly different—proud and reluctant to part as a father.
Without realizing it, my daughter had grown into a captivating beauty, attracting everyone's attention. This is the feeling of "My daughter has blossomed into womanhood."
But perhaps in a few years, another stranger will be hugging her tightly. I could only look on with envy, like the little brat beside me!
Sitting in the car, my daughter held my hand tightly.
What's wrong with me? Lately, I've been overthinking again.
"Wow, I didn't know our little Qianqian was so popular," I joked.
"Hmph! Those stinky boys, they're driving me crazy!" Qian'er pouted, her cute little face still bothered by the commotion before we left. "Daddy, can you pick me up from school from now on?" Qian'er's smooth little hand shook my arm playfully.
"Of course, no problem," I nodded. Indeed, just before we left in the car, a whole bunch of male dogs were swarming around Qian'er like flies. If I hadn't been there, who knows what kind of courtship tactics those horny boys would have used on her.
I glanced over and saw my daughter happily humming a pop song. Her long, dark hair slightly obscured her delicate face, but her alluring charm suddenly shot into my heart like a blast of electricity, making my heart pound wildly.
I followed her curves up to her chest; her black and white sailor uniform accentuated her elegant figure, making her appear even more graceful and poised. A lump formed in my throat. And beneath her pleated skirt, her fair, delicate legs… almost made me miss my turn and not be able to get home.
“Haha… Daddy, I forgot to turn left,” I said, blushing slightly.
My daughter just shook her head and smiled. But she gripped my hand even tighter.
As always, when Qianning wasn't around, the meals weren't prepared by the housekeeper, Aunt Chen, but by my daughter, Qian'er, who loved to cook. I don't know when it started, but instead of me cooking for her, she's now cooking meals for her daddy. It's like their roles have reversed.
Little Shanshan, my precious child, fell asleep early after drinking the fresh breast milk his mother had flown in from the air. He lay soundly asleep in the living room, his adorable appearance reminding me of the funny memories of Qian'er's childhood. It
was as if I had a strange feeling, as if I were still that clumsy, clueless father with a newborn baby.
"Hehe..."
"Daddy, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." I smiled foolishly, looking at Qian'er's puzzled expression. I couldn't help but sigh at how time flies.
My daughter made an "oh" sound, then stood in front of me, head bowed, blushing shyly, unsure what to do. After a long pause, she stammered, "Daddy...we...haven't taken a bath together in a long time."
"Hmm...oh...I see!" Hearing that, my heart skipped a beat.
Thinking back on the past year, during Qianning's pregnancy, the precious task of bathing Qian'er had been entrusted to Qianning.
It was out of consideration for the mother and daughter, but they had practically been separated for long periods. So, I took this opportunity to ask Qian'er to take good care of her mother. Unexpectedly, a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and I haven't seen my daughter's body for a year.
"Daddy, I'm going to run some hot water now, waiting for you..."
Before I could even hesitate, my daughter didn't give me a chance to directly deny it.
It should be alright, right...? I tried hard to recall the time I bathed with my daughter a year ago. But somehow, was it too long? Why couldn't I remember my daughter's smooth, delicate body? Had my daughter grown up too quickly? ...Or...?
In the misty air, I couldn't help but recall my childhood memories. Looking at my daughter's discarded undergarments on the laundry basket; pure white cotton panties, her delicate bra lying there quietly... it was as if time and space had overlapped. The yellowish private parts of my mother's faded panties and her beige bra flashed before my eyes.
"Haha..." I couldn't help but laugh. Why think so much? After all, we're father and daughter.
Her smooth, satin-like back shimmered even more beautifully in the steam. Her tender body, flushed red from the hot water, was even more endearing.
Qian'er's little hands trembled as she used soap to lubricate my back muscles.
"Daddy..." I could almost hear her soft, panting murmur against me. Her soft, soap-covered breasts swayed gently. My erect penis pressed against her lower abdomen.
Perhaps at this moment, my daughter and I shared a strange connection. Our shared blood and flesh seemed to be aroused.
After I washed away the slippery, fragrant perfume from both of us, the bathroom was now filled only with the little girl's most alluring scent.
My daughter's longing eyes gazed at me. She gripped my throbbing penis tightly in her hand.
"Glug...glug...glug..."
A familiar sensation filled the air as my daughter's warm mouth and nimble little tongue licked every inch of my penis.
This time, I didn't stop her.
"Daddy's going to cum... cum..."
Seeing Qian'er's mouth full of semen, still licking the essence clean from my penis
, the tenderness in her eyes deeply moved me.
So... I told Qian'er to suck it one more time.
Qian'er, just out of the bathroom, hurriedly went to tease the newly awakened Xiao Shanshan, acting just like his own mother.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
My daughter, when one day you really have to leave me,
perhaps I will be very sad...
but every minute and second I've spent with you will be forever etched in my memory. And deep in my heart, you are the little girl who will never grow up, forever and ever with Daddy.
"Daddy... come quickly... come quickly..."
My daughter's soft voice urged me.
At least, tonight, the scent of my daughter is still there...

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